Story of Maung Kulon

Wait for my revenge, boy

"Even sir, I really haven't made a profit. My shop just opened" replied the shopkeeper who was an old woman. His tone was so weak with a sad and frightened face.

"Ah .. lied to you. Move!!!" one of them shook his hand at the old woman so she fell down. His head hit the end of the board, so his head was slightly bleeding.

The three farmers who are the original inhabitants of the village intend to escape. But had not had time to do it, suddenly one of the warriors who asked for tribute confronted the three farmers and did the same.

Of course, the two warriors who were suspected to be the representatives of the local village head were very angry because the residents were difficult to be asked to give tribute. He slapped the farmers.

But before his hand hit his cheek, suddenly a cup made of bamboo flew towards the end of his hand.

"NRL …"

"Ughhh …"

The man complained slowly. It turned out that the bamboo cup throw felt like a big stone. He hurriedly searched for the culprit, but there was no one else but three farmers and one unknown young man. He immediately dropped a sharp glance at the young man.

"Hehh .. How dare you throw me with this cup. Feel this .." said the swordsman throwing back the cup that had made him sick.

But with his leisure the young man welcomed the throwing of a bamboo cup that turned out to be filled with energy in. With just one finger prick, the bamboo cup split into two pieces.

"SNAKE ..." split.

The young man immediately approached the two warriors earlier. His steps were slow, but clearly contained authority and reflected that he was a swordsman.

"Quick get out of here before I beat you up. I'd hate it if anyone acts arbitrarily" said the young man, who is none other than Langlang Cakra Buana.

He was certainly angry to see the treatment of the two warriors who were the village chief's men. Instead of the strong protecting the weak, this even the strong oppressing the weak.

"Hehh boy, who do you think you are? So brave to say presumptuous to us," he said angrily.

"I don't care about anyone. If it's wrong, it's still wrong. Once again I warn you, hurry back before I beat you," Langlang Cakra Buana said telling the two warriors to leave

But the self-base is overpowered by lust. Instead of obeying the young man's orders, the two warriors attacked the young man who was none other than Langlang Cakra Buana without saying a word.

"We fight manly here if you dare. Do not usually only oppress the weak," said Langlang Cakra Buana while standing firmly and gallantly in front of the two warriors.

The two warriors were already standing after being knocked down by the attack of the youth site. The two looked at each other for a moment before turning their eyes to Langlang Cakra Buana.

"We attacked the young man together with Begang (Kurus)," said his colleague who appeared to be brewok to the Begang.

"Okay Wakatma" said Begang to his friend who turned out to be named Wikatma.

Both of them instantly pulled out a rather long cleaver from each of his waist. They advanced to attack Langlang Cakra Buana simultaneously.

The attack of two machete came towards Langlang Cakra Buana with sharpness. Under the scorching sun, a very sharp machete that sometimes looks shiny. The strike was quite dangerous as well as it turned out.

Both continue to give sharp attacking cleaver. The light sometimes dazzles the eyes. Maybe because of his sharpness. Until finally Wikatma managed to give an attack that almost hurt the stomach Langlang Cakra Buana.

"Utsn …"

The Maung Kulon warrior pulled his body back and then somersaulted once in the air and landed smoothly. Tired of the defensive position, he started attacking the two warriors.

Langlang Cakra Buana just pulled out the Tiger Claw. Long fingernails appeared on both hands. His movements were like a tiger clawing at prey. Fast, nimble. And painful.

Justright. Just a few moves, the young man was finally able to injure the Wikatma on both hands. Now there is a rather long scratch on both hands of Wikatma.

Not stopping there, the young man attacked again ferociously. But this time Wiktma is the main victim. He continued to deliver claw attacks that flashed sharply to and fro. Until finally …

"Ahhh ..." dead.

Wisatma bounced off several spears and died instantly after Langlang Cakra Buana managed to tear her chest deep enough. Blood started to flow out.

Begang who saw his partner killed, without thinking for a long time he immediately fled and intended to report this incident to the village chief.

"Wait for my revenge, boy, I will report this incident to the village chief." he said as he passed away on his horse back.